“Peekaboo!” Dad repeated. Sarah again squealed with glee.
Dad smiled at Mom. “She's so cute, isn't she?”
Mom was glowing. “She's amazing. I have to wonder what's going on in that brain of hers.”
“I'm sure she's just gaga for usual baby stuff,” Dad stated.
Still cooing and laughing, Sarah darted her eyes to the kitchen. Her brother Jimmy, three years old, was standing on a chair, reaching into the cookie jar for both of them. “Treat to come,” Sarah thought. “Keep the big ones occupied for now.”